I think most Kubrick nuts will watch this documentary and think it just adds to his mythos, his genius, but the dude was clearly some kind of crazy person. Not dangerously crazy, but bonkers nonetheless. One example: he paid a photographer to spend a year taking over 30,000 photographs (in the days before digital!) all over southwest England for use as art direction research for EYES WIDE SHUT. His obsessive hoarding, which reminded me of Vivian Maier, certainly explains why his films got less frequent.

I fail to see how that artisanal ice would be any better than the ice in grocery / corner store-bought bags of ice cubes, which are similarly frozen in a manner to not trap air bubbles, and which have the same advantage of no freezer taste (unless you don’t use them all up soon enough, and don’t store them in such a way as to minimize that, e.g. in Tupperware containers, tightly sealed, still in the bag, twisted and tied closed).

The only advantage is that the bigger chunks would melt more slowly, but that also means they won’t cool your drink as quickly.

What stuck in my head from EWS was the Park Ave doctor getting home and cracking open a Bud can like a truck driver. That didn’t seem right. I see that Felix Salmon noticed the same thing. I may have to rethink this.